Chapter 9 Allusions and other References All Excerpts From: S. A. Bodeen. “The Compound.” for cripes' sake “She’s in a bomb shelter, for cripes’ sake. What the hell does she have to be smug* about?”
Tea “The Supplements were already the cause of too much weirdness in our world. Like the short-lived experiment with Tea....We weren’t really drinking tea—we just called our snack time Tea, thanks to Terese and her obsession with everything British.” Land o' Lakes“I always guzzled mine down, rather than use it to wash down the cookies. For those two and a half seconds every day, I pretended that I was still in the old world, Els standing by to refill my glass with an icy gallon jug of Land O’ Lakes 2 percent.”
ginger snaps “I stuffed a ginger snap in my mouth as Lexie and Terese took their time, sipping their milk after every few bites of cookie.”
breast pump “Mom had an electric breast pump, and like a cow, the more she pumped the more she produced."
Yanakakasaurus
“A husband who breeds new kids to feed to his old ones.” Lexie’s mouth dropped open. I didn’t even need to pause for effect. “There’s a type of dinosaur that did the same thing.” I snapped my fingers. “Hey, they could name it after Dad. The Yanakakasaurus.”
morphed
“I couldn’t do anything but shake my head and walk away. When had the Supplements morphed into family members?”
Literary Devices “ON MY WAY TO GET SOME LUNCH, MY MIND WHIRLED. MAN, first the Internet is connected, and then Dad says it’s not. He lied right to my face. And lying only came that easily when you did it a lot. So what else was he lying about?”
“ I needed to get a grip. Bothering my sister might help. “You’re pretty in pink.”* Her face turned my way with a hint of a smile. “No, wait. You’re pretty pathetic in pink.” I laughed.”
“She was really starting to ruin my lunch. “Last time I checked, we’re all on the same side. The underside.”
Dad called her his little Holstein, because as long as she ate well and got enough rest, she produced a lot of milk. Plenty for the Supplements. And for us.”
“It was strange. Not in a bad way. More like the leftover milk at the bottom of a bowl of Cheerios with sugar.”
“Guess what. You don’t want to hear it, but you’re like me. And me and you? We’re just like Dad. We don’t care about other people and we’re only out for ourselves.” I pushed away my empty plate. “That’s a load of bull.”
“But it wasn’t like we had a choice when Dad put his mind to something. My protest was short-lived and in the end I believed I had no choice but to drink it and gag.”
Chapter 9
Allusions and other References
All Excerpts From: S. A. Bodeen. “The Compound.”
for cripes' sake
Tea
just called our snack time Tea, thanks to Terese and her obsession with everything British.”
Land o' Lakes
ginger snaps
“I stuffed a ginger snap in my mouth as Lexie and Terese took their time, sipping their milk after every few bites of cookie.”
breast pump
“Mom had an electric breast pump, and like a cow, the more she pumped the more she produced."
Yanakakasaurus
“A husband who breeds new kids to feed to his old ones.” Lexie’s mouth dropped open. I didn’t even need to pause for effect. “There’s a type of dinosaur that did the same thing.” I snapped my fingers. “Hey, they could name it after Dad. The Yanakakasaurus.”
morphed
“I couldn’t do anything but shake my head and walk away. When had the Supplements morphed into family members?”
Vocabulary and Concepts
breedsdistastefulrepulsedbomb shelternutrientsjustifydotesinstantaneouscrucial
Literary Devices
“ON MY WAY TO GET SOME LUNCH, MY MIND WHIRLED. MAN, first the Internet is connected, and then Dad says it’s not. He lied right to my face. And lying only came that easily when you did it a lot. So what else was he lying about?”
“ I needed to get a grip. Bothering my sister might help. “You’re pretty in pink.”* Her face turned my way with a hint of a smile. “No, wait. You’re pretty pathetic in pink.” I laughed.”
“She was really starting to ruin my lunch. “Last time I checked, we’re all on the same side. The underside.”
Dad called her his little Holstein, because as long as she ate well and got enough rest, she produced a lot of milk. Plenty for the Supplements. And for us.”
“It was strange. Not in a bad way. More like the leftover milk at the bottom of a bowl of Cheerios with sugar.”
“Guess what. You don’t want to hear it, but you’re like me. And me and you? We’re just like Dad. We don’t care about other people and we’re only out for ourselves.” I pushed away my empty plate. “That’s a load of bull.”
“But it wasn’t like we had a choice when Dad put his mind to something. My protest was short-lived and in the end I believed I had no choice but to drink it and gag.”